The Shades never recorded anything, Little Daddy and the Bachelors recorded a couple of records, ya.
quote by Tommy Chong
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It is not that I don't like contemporary country music because I do. I love it. I have recorded a lot and have had great success recording records that have not been very traditional country records.
quote by Vince Gill
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I've just built a studio in my mama's old bedroom, which I thought was fitting; she died last year. We've recorded nine songs recorded in there already; we're sort of just chipping away.
quote by Stephen Stills
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Ongoing Process.
Three quarters of a century.
Recorded in my memory.
Experience that made me, me.
A complete life times history.
Of all I've heard and all I've seen.
Recorded in my memory.
What I have done and where I've been.
A complete life times history.
I can look forward eagerly.
A quarter of a century.
To reaching my centenary.
Recorded automatically.
And stored within my memory.
Accessible only to me.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I recorded harp first or singing first. I recorded it all together. Part of the reason is that I don't know how to play the songs without also singing. I forget how they progress. I don't think that any of them are verse, chorus, verse, and so on. They are not simple.
quote by Joanna Newsom
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Im Def
Can we do that?
Can we do that?
Im def
Im def
Im def
Im listening to the radio
Got a job as a test pilot
Yes I got a job as a test pilot
Im def
I never listen to the
I never listen to
I never listen to the ra-
Im def
Got a job as a test pilot
Yes I got a job as a test pilot
Im listening to the radio
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded*
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded*
Can we do that? *
Why dont you leave a message*
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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We didn't rehearse or play the songs to death before we recorded them, and that let us catch a freshness and energy level we've never really felt while making records.
quote by Edie Brickell
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My brother had a big band in high school; after that we continued to play together, eventually forming a group called the Jazz Brothers, that recorded for Riverside Records.
quote by Chuck Mangione
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0368 Post-modern Irony
With all the excitement of a Florentine writer around 1480
who's just heard about the new invention of printing
and has plans to use it bigtime
I'm sitting here at the PC, one of
the first generation of mature writers
who can bring to a lifetime's experience
the web's recall of every great and relevant word
recorded since the beginning of recorded time and thus
pigmies on the shoulders of giants
and what happens
the excitement's gone to my
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Heresy
They changed the historical records to cover up most of the evil that took place,
But the care of heresy are now of the recorded history;
And like an inquisition in the land of courts,
But many acts came out of the confessions through torture.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sad Song
Now it's time to move to the next level
Sore wet eyes that look at the devil
Tell me please that it's time to leave
On the train I lost my intelligence
Found my love with good intentions
But it's still time to leave
(chorus)
I recorded the sound of your heart
I recorded the sound of your eyes
And I converted them into this sad song
That modulated these mysterious lights
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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My Son Calls Another Man Daddy
Recorded by hank williams, sr.
Words and music by jewel house and hank williams, sr.
To-[c] night my heart is bowed in sor-[g] row
I cant keep the tears from my [c] eyes
My son calls an-[c7] other man [f] daddy
The [g7] right to his love, Ive been [c] denied.
Chorus
My [f] son calls another man [c] daddy
Hell [d7] neer know my name nor my [g7] face
[f] God only knows how it [c] hurts me
For an-[g7] other to be in my [c] place.
Each night I laid there in prison
I pictured a future so bright
For he was the one ray of sunshine
That showed thru the darkest of nights.
Chorus
Today his mother shares a new love
She just couldnt stand my disgrace
My son calls another man daddy
And longs for the love he cant replace.
Chorus
song performed by by Hank Williams
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My Daddy
My daddy was never there for me.
My daddy always drank.
My daddy told me I was worthless and unworthy of his time.
My daddy was the one who made me, but also broke me.
My daddy never came to my birthday parties.
My daddy came to my 5Th grade graduation drunk as can be.
My daddy would walk into my room every night with a belt in his hand.
My daddy was the one who shattered all my dreams.
My daddy wouldn't let me sleep until he hit me.
My daddy would tell me I'm nothing but a piece of crap.
My daddy was the one who tore my life into pieces.
My daddy is not my daddy any more...
He can be your daddy if you'll take him.
That man I called my daddy, he never was truly a daddy.
But he was still my daddy.
poem by Davina Teeling
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Like Noel Brown and Scotty, they recorded as the Chosen Few, and I recorded as Dennis Brown then.
quote by Dennis Brown
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The Trigger
Everything we do is recorded
in our computer’s memory
to be released at moments
when we least expect them.
A smell or a sound
could be the trigger
to release a memory
and send us hurtling back
to the time when it was recorded.
Some things are sad things
that we hoped
would never be released
and others are of good things
that came our way
making us rejoice over them.
Each lasts for only moments
before returning back
into our computer’s memory.
10 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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Jack Of Hearts
(mark thomas)
Producer for bonnie: mark thomas ?
Recorded in 1999 for the bbc tv series jack of hearts. a full version has been recorded but not released (as of yet) - these lyrics are taken from the small excerpt played during the titles at the end of the show.
You are my jack of hearts
Cant stand to be apart
It feels like doing time in my heart
Oh, let me into your heart
It feels like doing time in my heart
Yeah
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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0027 That Baker Boy
and allowing that
records only record what’s recorded –
that’s, written records – the sounds are something else -
the records say
that for most of your waking life
you were out of this world on drugs
or when you weren’t, you behaved
appallingly; excepting when you sang and played,
when, all agreed, you were ‘out of this world’..
and yet, you wrote an autobiography
or should we say memoir, that is,
what you might remember, which
is a catalogue of innocence, of purity,
of life as good, well lived…
so I would not like to be
your prosecuting counsel, taking you through
this litany, each deed, each word..
I don’t think I could bear the pain..
was it what you really thought you were,
or what you would have wished to be?
I’ll settle for the love you whisper
in the ‘standards’, convincing us they’re holy writ;
pausing just where truth itself would pause;
and blowing the truth that finds and speaks itself
between the lips and lungs and trumpet’s mouthpiece;
like some ancient seer or sibyl, shaman, visionary,
speaking, singing, truths which yet you do not know
or have forgotten. It seems that genius knows
the greatness of the art of which it is
(apt phrase) the mouthpiece; and all else
is of this world; subservient.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Daddy Why?
Daddy why did you leave Mommy before I was born?
Daddy why weren't you there for my birth?
Daddy why did you divorce Mommy when I was only five months old?
Daddy why did you day those mean things about Mommy?
Daddy why weren't you there for my first birthday?
Daddy why weren't you there when I took my first step?
Daddy why weren't you there when I got hurt?
Daddy why weren't you there when I became a teenager?
Daddy you're not going to be there when I turn 16.
Daddy you're not going to be there when I graduate from high school.
Daddy you're not going to be there when I get married.
Daddy you're not going to be there when I have children of my own.
Daddy you're NEVER going to be here.
Daddy you had a choice.
Daddy I chose too.
Daddy I NEVER WANT TO BE LIKE YOU!
poem by Emily Gucciardo
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Bob Dylan's first couple of records in the 60's weren't considered cover records, but he only wrote one or two original songs on each album.
quote by John Mellencamp
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Kumatsu
I now undertsand your tears in those days,
And like the Queen's new clothes;
But today, you are gone forever!
You were recorded among the dead in 2002,
And the sea took you all away;
But let my tea be mixed with pure honey,
And i will always remember your tears.
I now understand in those days,
But you have no more tears today;
Because you are dead and gone forever!
For you were recorded among the dead in 2002.
You were drawn in the sea as you attempted with others to cross over,
Europe was your target but your sweet candle of light burnt out so soon;
And this sad note is with the tears from my heart,
Because the sea ended your dreams so soon!
Who can bring you back?
My sweet Kumatsu, rest in peace.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Whiskey In The Jar
(has also been recorded by thin lizzy)
As i was going over the cork and kerry mountains
I saw captain farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said "stand and deliver or the devil he may take you"
Yeah
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money, yeah, and i brought it home to molly
She swore that she loved me, no, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary i went to molly's chamber
Taking molly with me, but i never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven, yeah, in walked captain farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols, and i shot him with both barrels, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeah
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Yeah, whiskey
Yo-ooh, whiskey
Yo-ooh, yeah-ee-yeah, ooh
Yo-oo-oo-ooh, yeah
Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling
And some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roaring
Me i like sleeping, especially in my molly's chamber
But here i am in prison, here i am with a ball and chain, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeah
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
Whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, hey
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah
song performed by by Metallica
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